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Jun 2020
Peering green glass often times
Late twilight, mid-moon rage efficacious.
What I meant, and was trying to say!
Was vague.

Misunderstanding influx incoming interruption infuriating incubus insisting

‘Spelling it out does not mean “T” crossing or “I” dotting’

There is a greater story, a tale left of stage, whimsical, and undoubtedly strange.
CE Green
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CE Green  33/M/California
(33/M/California)   
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